Here I am with my big brother Jefferson. He was excited to see me (for a little while at least...until the coloring books got pulled out).
Here is my cousin Ryan. He is a couple of weeks older than me (he really wanted to get here) but I still think I can take him...but he kept throwing elbows yesterday when he visited.
Here I am during one of my quiet moments.
So the quick story of my arrival (as told by Daddy). Mommy started feeling contracts at 1:38 am, we left the house to drop off my big brother at grandma and grandpa's house at about 3:30am. Daddy got me and mommy to the hospital (I wasn't born yet though) around 4:10am. They checked on mommy for a few minutes in one room, and then ran us all over to the L&D room because I wasn't waiting any longer. After a total of four good pushes from mommy I was here. We had been at the hospital for less than 30 minutes before I just had to make my grand entrance at 4:36 am.
